I woke up at 2am with this neverending pain in my tooth.  I couldn't sleep so i took some meds.  I was half groggy so for some reason I used aspirin instead of ibuprofin.  After the endless night of waking up ever so often I decided there was no way I was going to work today and I was getting an emergency visit to the dentist. 

My dentist is in Newtown, which is odd because Philly is such a big city you'd think I'd have a dentist where I live.  You have to love the dental insurance plan!  I love this office though.  They are so friendly and nice and my dentist is a hottie.  It all works out. 

Of course when I call they admonish me because I never went back for the rest of my root canal on my broken tooth.  Oops.  I totally forgot.  My tooth broke way back when in February when DJ was having all the probs in school.  My appointment was scheduled right after I find out about the whole Aspergers thing.  I never went, evidently.  I can't believe I completely forgot about it.

The only way we could save the now infected tooth was to take some antibiotics and finish the root canal and crown it before December.  Yea right, I'm going to spend $400 on my back tooth right before Christmas.  I'm getting it pulled, yuck.  In about two weeks I'll be toothless.  Ok, it's only one tooth and it is alllllll the way in the back of my mouth but I still feel the stigma. 

I'm on antibiotics and Ibuprofin 800.  The hottie wanted to give me an rx for some narcotics.  Me on narcotics?  Yeah right.  Who's going to take car of my kid while I'm doped up?  Who's going to drive me to work while I'm doped up?  So I asked for the Ibuprofin.  Ask and you shall receive.

I'm bummed because I missed work today.  I'm also glad because I DID miss an All Staff meeting that I wasn't looking forward to because they are the epitomy of boring.  I was talking to my coworker last night.  I was telling Italian Stallion all about my problems with the Primadonna.  He said he would talk to her supervisor and get something worked out more to my liking. 

Yesterday, my supervisor (I call him Napoleon), felt it was extremely warm in our office.  I wonder why.  I told him what I had set the thermostat on.  He wanted me to call in Mr. Big to find out what was going on.  I was doing so good avoiding him too!  I was telling Mr. Big what was going on and he told me I wasn't the only one having problems with Primadonna.  I can't wait until her ass gets called out!

Sometimes I don't understand me.  Recently, I've started to take on challenges.  Now it seems I'm the challenge queen.  I think I'm too much of an over achiever.  My classes are over this week for school.  I start back on the 1st.  I did receive an A on my research paper!!!!  Go me!

First challenge, which isn't really a challenge yet.  I think I'm going to switch my major over to Applications Programming.  If not, I'm thinking of doing double majors.  I don't need to make that decision yet though.

Second challenge.  This is the biggie.  The mother of all challenges.  I've decided to quit smoking.  That's right, you heard it hear first.  This does NOT mean I will be telling everyone to quit smoking.  On the contrary, please smoke a few for me:) 

I've been thinking about this awhile.  I'm scared.  Scared I'm gonna die and leave DJ with nothing or noone to take care of him.  I'm personally wrecking my lungs.  So that's it.  It's been a little under 10 hours and I really really really want a cigarette. 

So that's where I'm at now.

Today we're going to spend a fun-filled day at Storybook Land.  Just me and the kid.  I must be crazy!  I know he'll have a lot of fun though!  Then next week we're spending the day at Sesame Place, but I'm bringing reinforcements with me.  We never did get a chance to do our annual pumpkin patch trip.  I don't think it's in the cards this year.  This week is my rent week, between that, today, and next weekend, there is no money going to be left over for the pumpkin patch.  I'm bummed.  DJ did get to go to the pumpkin patch with his class on Friday though.  I still feel like a bad mommy though. 

Work is really pissing me off.  I seriously think I'm going to be working on my resume this week and sending it off.  They hired a new chick about three months.  Let's call her Prima Donna.  First she wants a cd burner.  We don't NEED cd burners.  I have a cd burner because it came with my laptop.  She doesn't have a laptop.  But she wants a laptop.  I asked her if she words from home, she said no.  Well, honey, you only need a laptop if you work from home.  She's help desk, btw. 

The beginning of this the IT dept moved to a new office across the street.  It's just the 7 of us for now until they hire 3 more people.  We all basically get to pick where we want to sit.  I choose the corner so everyone can leave me the heck alone!  She chooses a cubicle one away from me.  The cubicle in between us is empty.  My cubicle was enlarged so it could fit my printer and printer stand and other odds and ends.  I don't think she was too happy about that.  She decides she need to go ergonomic.  Huh?  Needs a new chair and everything.  The desk she chose has cabinets above her where she wants her computer to be and her monitor doesn't fit well.  She needed a new flat screen monitor. 

For the past few days they've been working on lighting in our office.  There is no lights above my desk in the corner.  On the right of me there are track lights.  Behind me are fluorescent lights.  They were both on the same switch until 3 days ago.  I come in on Friday, and the fluorescents are off.  So my desk is in darkness.  I turn them on.  She didn't like that and sent an email to her boss (who is not my boss) asking him to work out some kind of arrangement with me to get a new lamp.  Basically I have to get a lamp and deal with it.  What the hell?  So I picked a very pricey lamp since I'm being bitchy about it. 

Then there was the other day I had to leave early because I wasn't feeling good.  We have staggered parking.  She was in front me.  I asked her to move.  She told me she thought I should come in earlier.  Bitch, shut up.  I waited 13 minutes for her to come out and move her damn car.  Instead of moving it, she left.  Prima Donna!

Did I mention it's 77 degrees in our office because she's cold.  No matter that some of us can't breathe.  I've just had it.  If we're going to keep giving in to her demands, I'm out of there. 

Last Wednesday was the day I took DJ to see the developmental pediatrician.  It took me awhile to write because I just had to get my thoughts together.  DJ did get the Asperger dx.  But I didn't like how 5 minutes into the appointment her first suggestion was to medicate him.  No, sorry, not going to do it.  I don't agree that a child who is hyper should be medicated.  There are so many other alternatives out there, other than drugs to help the situation.  Most of these drugs for autism have horrible side effects, such as tics, rages, suicide, etc.  I'm not going down that road unless I absolutely have to. 

I do understand some people have no choice.  Some kids are completely out of control.  For example, a child in DJ's class bangs his head on the wall if he doesn't take medications.  I'm all for that.  He could injure himself.  But just to give drugs for the sake of giving drugs, no. 

She also felt my son was overweight and needs to be put on a diet.  I don't agree with that either.  My son is healthy, he's 4'6 and weighs 60 lbs.  He doesn't wear huskies.  He doesn't have any fat on him.  She wants him to go to a nutritionist.  I'm starting to believe they are trying to put money in each other's pockets. 

I did agree to cut sugar and things to try to calm the hyperactivity.  She also wants me to give him only a maximum of 1 hour of either TV/Movie/Video games/Computer per day.  Well that's not going to work either.  What do you do for a kid who is interested in nothing else?  I've bought tons of stuff.  I try to get him to play games.  It works for about 10 minutes, then he wants to do something electronically.  I'm not saying I'm not going to try but it's going to be very very hard.

We're also going to walk everyday to the playground to see if he can run off some of that excess energy.  This is a change in schedule so this is going to be fun.  We're going to go directly after school, then we're going to do homework.  I'm looking at this as an attempt for some good exercise for me as well.

I have an appt. next Friday with SSI to apply for disaility.  I have to wait until I get denied and turn that letter in to Medical Assistance so I can receive it for his OT and things like that. 

She also wants him to have an OT eval and a SID eval.  The government better hurry up with that denial for disablity payments!

Original story located here.

Charges against Clovis High student dropped

By Erin Kennedy
The Fresno Bee

The Fresno County district attorney today dropped assault charges against a 15-year-old boy who shoved his special-education teacher and threw two chairs against a wall.

Prosecutor Houry Sanderson said in court this morning that Clovis High student Colin Frates has Asperger's, a form of autism, so he is unable to help in his own defense. Sanderson said the case reached court only because the District Attorney's Office did not know Colin had a neurological disorder when police submitted their case.

People with Asperger's have normal or higher-than-normal intelligence but do not understand social situations, have trouble deciphering facial expressions and have a poor grasp of complex conversations.

Although Sanderson asked for dismissal of charges, she stressed that did not mean that the assault did not occur last March at Reyburn Intermediate School. Sanderson said the District Attorney's Office will work with Colin's parents, Mike and Kathy Frates, to seek professional help with his social skills.

Colin's attorney, David Mugridge, was so choked with emotion after the case that he was unable to speak for several minutes. "This was a very unusual case," he said. "I had never heard of Asperger's before this. ... Parents with similar children came out of the woodwork on this saying, 'Oh, my God. Could this happen to our child?'" Mugridge said it was clear from the district attorney's response and sensitivity once prosecutor's learned about Asperger's that parents don't need to be afraid.

The case first went to court Sept. 15, with prosecutors seeking an opinion on whether Colin was competent to stand trial. The case has drawn criticism from psychologists and mental health workers, some of whom sent letters to the District Attorney's Office condemning prosecution.

Two psychologists, who conducted court-ordered evaluations of Colin, found that he does not understand court proceedings and that he did not have control or understanding of the consequences of his angry outburst.

The reporter can be reached at ekennedy@ fresnobee.com or (559) 441-6197.

This is just so sad. 

Autistic Boy's Death Under Investigation

Who is responsible for the death of Kasey Warner? The battle lines appear to be drawn between Franklin County Children Services and an outside contractor.

The 13-year-old boy died October 8 in a west Columbus group home for autistic children -- less than 48 hours after being placed there by Children Services.  The public agency says a contract with ViaQuest Behavioral Health outlined care requirements that would have protected Kasey.

This is a partial excerpt from the Fresno Bee - Opinion section because I could not access the whole article:(

 Colin Frates, 15, probably had little understanding of his profound courtroom statement on Wednesday: "I want to thank you for all your time."

Justice was served, wisdom prevailed, all charges dropped and Colin was right to be grateful. But this community is also indebted to this disabled child for showing many of us how much we have to learn about mental disorders.

DJ started karate classes this week.  He's been talking about it since, well, since he started talking.  So I figured I'd better get my ass in gear and get him signed up.  I've been backing out of it because the classes are SO expensive and with DJ's dx and all around behavior, I was seriously afraid to waste the money, ya dig?  I mean, money doesn't grow on trees around here.

My cousin gave me a sheet of paper for the community center in neighborhood.  They were offering karate classes fro $25/month.  A one hour lesson once a week.  Yep, $25 is right up my alley.  AND I don't have to purchase a uniform for at least two months to make sure he really wants to stick with it. 

Thursday night is now karate night.  This means no Survivor for me.  Dammit!  Oh well, I need to cut back on the reality tv anyway. 

Good news, I have a page and half written on my research paper!  Go me!  I only need another 1 1/2 more pages to go and then I'll be finished.  Yippeee!  PIC was teasing my ass.  She told me it only gets worse.  I really didn't want to hear that.  Come on, I'm a technology major. 

DJ keeps calling me Honeybunch.  What's up with that?

Hey, honeybunch, is dinner ready yet?

Last night, I put DJ to bed.  Read him a story and laid with him until he fell sleep promptly fell asleep with him.  My dad woke me up around 12ish and sent me to my bed.  I was so pissed off.  I hate doing that!  I totally missed the trash talk of the brand new Battle of the Sexes on MTV.  Yes, I am a reality junkie.  Grrrrrr!

I did write 2 paragraphs for my research paper.  I even have a picture in there as well.  Go ME!

Tonight, the Vice Presidential debates are on.  I can't wait!  No matter who you vote for, you need to vote this year.  I think everyone here knows the way I side, but, just rememer all politicians are slimey :)